mtlumby2d Chapter 2573 The Era Ends Again
Chapter 2573 The Era Ends Again
More than five thousand true immortals from the two celestial realms gazed solemnly and gravely at the dome.
"The immense power of heaven and earth seemed to be guiding us in a certain direction."
"If one cannot predict good or bad fortune, then it is a great misfortune."
"Are you trying to guide us to that unknown immortal realm?"
"Even knowing this, I still want to see the legendary ominous clan and the ancient immortal realm."
"Let's go to the upper realm? Interesting."
……
In the desolate wilderness, countless celestial sounds intertwined amidst destruction.
The coordinates resembled a magnificent ancient immortal path, faintly visible, carrying immense creative power, like bait for a true immortal, luring the true immortal to explore its depths.
At first, Wan Xian was cautious.
They completely ignored the ancient coordinates and instead searched for ancient historical records and relics of the eternal immortal realm.
later.
The True Immortal believed himself to be no weaker than others, and became somewhat arrogant.
Several True Immortals have entered the ancient coordinates.
Tens of millions of years later.
Regardless of their purpose, they all charged toward their ancient coordinates.
……
The Heavenly Calendar spans 3.9 billion years.
The Sky-Covering Cave descended, plunging the world into darkness. The great blood sacrifices of the two immortal eras began, destroying and reshaping everything—the Great Dao, the Origin, and the Rules.
The final gate to immortality descended and slowly opened.
One after another, majestic corpses of true immortals floated out from within, some heading to the three thousand universes, drifting in the vast deep space, and others going to the vast mountains and rivers of the Primordial True Immortal Realm.
The magnificent corpse of a true immortal drifted across the vast wilderness, adding a touch of color to this shattered landscape.
No one knows what happened.
All that is known is that they perished after going to the ancient coordinates, and none of them returned alive. The expressions on these corpses were filled with resentment until their death, but there was not a trace of fear or regret.
Perhaps a true cultivator.
They should never regret the decisions they make.
The end is beneath the Immortal Gate.
The ominous ancestor gradually emerged from the sky-covering gray fog. His eyes were as empty as an abyss. This time, no one in the immortal realm dared to resist or clamor, because all living beings had already withered away, and what remained were only short-lived creatures clinging to life.
The world was deathly silent, and all living beings perished.
The ruins of civilization appeared atop the bones of countless souls.
This time, the ominous ancestor showed no excitement in his eyes. He simply took a deep look at the end of the era of the two immortal realms. The cultivators of the myriad races in this era were very powerful, so powerful that they almost stepped into the Chaos Sea.
It was so powerful that it withstood the Dao Ancestor's world-destroying fire and lightning, instead of being instantly annihilated.
But a pity.
The stronger you are, the more you compete.
suddenly!
boom--
A bolt of lightning that shook the universe flashed across the boundless galaxy in an instant. The lightning traversed the universe, piercing through the deepest part of the cosmos, tearing the galaxy apart. The collapsing sky was ripped open with a light streak that stretched across an era, and the dark and boundless aura of the end was forcibly frozen in that instant.
The sinking universe suddenly paused.
Billions of shattered star fields hovered in mid-air, and the spatial rifts that had collapsed halfway stopped at the edge of expansion. The laws of destruction seemed to be held down by an invisible hand, and all the trends of collapse froze at the same moment!
Deep in the universe, the lightning that pierced through the sea of stars did not dissipate, but slowly expanded at the end of the void, and a figure emerged from the light.
The lightning did not dissipate after piercing through the sea of stars, but instead condensed into a vast field of light at the edge of the universe, where stars gathered and laws overlapped, and a cosmic mountain spanning billions of miles of void slowly appeared.
The Milky Way forms the mountain range, and time is the vein. The lines of cause and effect, like the roots of an ancient tree, wind around the mountain. The broken remnants of the universe are embedded in the mountain wall, turning into silent fault lines.
The mountain peak plunges straight into the depths of nothingness, while its foot rests atop the still-burning starlight of countless worlds. The entire mountain resembles an exposed spine of the skeleton of heaven and earth.
The Celestial Emperor of Heavenly Origin stood atop the mountain.
This human figure was not tall, yet it made the entire cosmic mountain appear stable and quiet beneath its feet, as if this celestial ridge, bearing the weight of eternity, was built specifically for it.
He wore an ancient-style robe, the color of which was almost the pale blue of the sky at its first light. The hem of the robe did not flutter, but simply hung down naturally, yet it maintained the same rhythm as the movement of the stars invisibly.
His robe was unadorned, with only faint, flowing traces of light appearing and disappearing, representing the origin of the Great Dao that had not yet manifested.
His face was serene and composed, his features seemingly sculpted by the years, lacking any sharpness, yet possessing an unshakeable composure.
His eyebrows resembled distant mountains, his gaze was deep and clear, and the divine light in his pupils was dazzling, reflecting the structure of the entire world—star trails, the laws of the universe, the course of cause and effect, all of which were simply quiet rules existing in those eyes.
The Heavenly Origin Immortal Emperor's long hair was unbound, falling behind his shoulders. Its color was between ink and starlight, with occasional tiny specks of light floating among the strands, like the earliest stars born in the night sky.
His hands hung naturally at his sides, his fingers long and slender, his palms seemingly bearing an invisible weight, gradually calming the restless laws around him, and even causing the aura of the end to stagnate slightly as it approached this cosmic mountain.
Around the Cosmic Mountain, the surging gray mist seemed to crash into an invisible barrier, slowly being suppressed, and the shadow cast by the Gate of the End could no longer advance.
The last rays of light from the ruins of a cosmic civilization and the faint glow of a dying star all paused at this moment, as if all things instinctively chose to turn towards the figure on the mountaintop.
"Oh?"
From the Heavenly Pole came the voice of the ominous ancestor, slightly surprised, "I didn't expect there to be someone like you in the Wasteland of the Epoch. It seems you haven't gone to the Eternal Coordinates."
A strange smile played on his lips. He wondered what this person's purpose was in appearing here at this moment—was he going to his death...?
The Heavenly Origin Immortal Emperor had lost some of his former sharpness and gained more composure: "Even if the three thousand universes and the Immortal Realm are heading towards destruction, it is not your race's place to determine the rise and fall of heaven and earth. We are beings of heaven and earth, and we shall not allow outsiders to interfere."
Suddenly.
His gaze turned serious.
As the star exploded, his self-created immortal technique, "Guardian Finger," crashed down towards the End Immortal Gate. His movements were so fast that he instantly pierced through the ominous gray mist and rushed towards the Ominous Ancestor. However, before he could get close, three figures suddenly blocked his way.
They looked down at the Heavenly Origin Immortal Emperor with disdain.
Boom...
Upon impact, a powerful and surging force of destruction quietly spread out.
The ominous seat, the third of the ten deadly ones.
The Heavenly Origin Immortal Emperor frowned, his gaze, brimming with fighting spirit, swept past the three figures blocking his path and landed directly on the ominous ancestor standing beneath the Gate of the End. The latter's lips slowly curved upwards, and a trace of light finally appeared in his empty eyes.
A rather promising young man has arrived.
"Destroy the Dao." The ominous ancestor spoke coldly, the chill in his voice causing the universe's energy to condense by a third.
The Heavenly Origin Immortal Emperor snorted coldly and suddenly unleashed a world-destroying power.
A thousand years later.
The ominous ancestor personally took action.
Years later.
In the three thousand universes, an immortal body appeared, its fighting spirit still surging, but its celestial spirit and the Great Dao were dead and silent. It was shrouded in an ominous aura, but this aura could not truly penetrate its immortal body.
For the first time in history.
The ominous ancestor felt that this true immortal was exceptionally difficult to kill!